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Here's the author bio I sent in my so far fruitless search for an agent. If you'd like more, let me know.

Author Bio: David Fass
The Noodle Pudding Gang

David Fass has been a Liberal Reform pulpit rabbi his entire career. Growing up in an Eastern European family that always operated at full volume turned out to be a useful professional tool. The Jewish education that qualifies him to write about Jewish subjects began many centuries before he was born.
The Noodle Pudding Gang, a novel, begins the saga of Anshel Fleischman and his family. His experiences bend, puncture, and deflate some of the stereotypes we have of the lives of Jews living in Eastern Europe in the middle of the nineteenth century.
His first fiction book, an illustrated volume for children, The Shofar that Lost its Voice, was published in 1982. As a rabbi he wrote constantly: sermons, book reviews, academic journal articles, many of which were published. He taught sermon writing and delivery both to fellow rabbis and to rabbinic students who insisted on skipping their lunch hour in order to extend his class. He is also well known for his expertise as a storyteller, the use of humor in sermons and elsewhere, and his deep knowledge of Judaism.
He served his final congregation in New City, New York for thirty-four years until he retired. Rabbi Fass drove a sports car for much of that time because he felt he could better serve his congregants by being a faster pastor. When he’s not writing he can be found slaving over a hot stove, assailing his circulatory system on the treadmill, or sitting in front of the television emulating an Idaho spud. He used to play golf, but had to stop when his skills never progressed past the stage of ground aeration.

i think you're letting your idea overpower your abilities as a writer. it's easy, especially with concepts like this, to lose track of the emotion behind the words in favor of the words themselves. go back over the poem & think more about what you're feeling and what you want the reader to feel–leave grandiose vocabulary behind for a second & i think you'll find that everything flows a little more smoothly

well, this is certainly something. gotta say, nothing about this guy’s “joy” sounds secret 

I really like the way the spacing if the lines changes the rhythm of the poem in a non traditional way.

thank you, i think